Climbing Rokko San (The Mountain, Not the Frenchman...)

After a good 75% of exams are over party on Friday night, and an intoxicated and all round ill advised Skype call to Mummy on her birthday (Happy Birthday!), I was awoken at 3pm by my phones optimistic jingle informing me I had a text. Deciding against throwing the phone out the window, I read the text from Duncan, my course mate in Cardiff - based in Kyoto but living here for 2 months on work placement, which informed me I was to be ready for 4. Assuming this was for the gym I got up and tried to think of an excuse. It turned out he had something else in mind.

Along with my soon to be housemate Lilly, we climbed the mountain aiming for a lookout post about 3/4 of the way up. Overshooting, we arrived at the very peak next to the famous array of lights used to beam an image of an anchor over the city at night. I was very dizzy at the top, a hangover plus the sheer height and speed of our accent left me feeling quite faint. We watched the sunset, unspectacularly on the other side of the mountains before heading back to Sannomiya for food. I'm already going to pass on a Japanese version of this article, I'm to tired... maybe later. This all leaves me now in the company of Duncan, ready to watch England add to their victory over Cymru at the weekend. Swing low......